It isn't an unusual question. Andy considers Yuri while she contemplates what to say, knowing she can fall back on the stock options if she wants. They're the easiest, the kind of canned answers she remembers when pulled out in front of a live studio audience.
Without an audience here, she's more at ease. "Yes and no," she says at last. "The more you don't want something coming out, the more likely it will. So if you've got things you want to hide, they're the first thing your partner will know, and it's the make or break it of the deal. I'm sure you've heard stories about the blow-outs between friends, family, lovers? Drifting takes you and someone else to a place you've never been before. You can't lie, you can't fake it without the other person going along with the pretense. It's not easy. Being able to Drift with more than one person is even harder."
Yet that was the entire reason for the second Academy, one that was going to ask people to do the improbable. Not only do the improbable, but do it well.
"If that puts you off, I suggest you walk out this door right now. Unless you're looking to work within the PPDC, surviving the first three months of the Academy puts you on the line for exactly that kind of denuding in front of one, two, three other human beings. They'll know you, and you'll know them. Neither one of you may like what you see."
The goal wasn't to keep people who might take issue like that working together, not through all the testing and the observation, but there was always that chance. Even people who got along most the time would have falling outs under the right (wrong?) kind of stresses.
"But if you think you can handle that, then stay. The kind of people we need in this project are the ones who can hear all that and not immediately turn around and run for the hills."
She see saws her hand, waggling it back and forth. "Now, three months down the line, on the other hand...!"
She may be joking around. Or she may be serious. It's difficult to tell from how she's holding herself, or how she speaks.
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Without an audience here, she's more at ease. "Yes and no," she says at last. "The more you don't want something coming out, the more likely it will. So if you've got things you want to hide, they're the first thing your partner will know, and it's the make or break it of the deal. I'm sure you've heard stories about the blow-outs between friends, family, lovers? Drifting takes you and someone else to a place you've never been before. You can't lie, you can't fake it without the other person going along with the pretense. It's not easy. Being able to Drift with more than one person is even harder."
Yet that was the entire reason for the second Academy, one that was going to ask people to do the improbable. Not only do the improbable, but do it well.
"If that puts you off, I suggest you walk out this door right now. Unless you're looking to work within the PPDC, surviving the first three months of the Academy puts you on the line for exactly that kind of denuding in front of one, two, three other human beings. They'll know you, and you'll know them. Neither one of you may like what you see."
The goal wasn't to keep people who might take issue like that working together, not through all the testing and the observation, but there was always that chance. Even people who got along most the time would have falling outs under the right (wrong?) kind of stresses.
"But if you think you can handle that, then stay. The kind of people we need in this project are the ones who can hear all that and not immediately turn around and run for the hills."
She see saws her hand, waggling it back and forth. "Now, three months down the line, on the other hand...!"
She may be joking around. Or she may be serious. It's difficult to tell from how she's holding herself, or how she speaks.